1. |
Ripe
05:14
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Why'd you tell me that I'm wasting time?
Picking all the cherries from the tree as they're still ripe.
It's cold, you said my life is just like snow,
falling with no reason but to glow.
But blood is rushing through my face
like rivers underneath the dirt
below the waiting room, you sigh
and feel, and watch, the time
it past, it past, it past, it past,
it past, it past, it past, it past,
it past, it past, it past, it past.
Slow, I saw the bird crying below,
the sound wafted in through
the window of my home.
And now, I know this won't be lasting long,
just pointed out my finger till you hear the softest song
But blood is rushing through my face
like rivers underneath the dirt
below the waiting room, you sigh
and feel, and watch, the time
it past, it past, it past, it past,
it past, it past, it past, it past,
it past, it past, it past, it past.
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2. |
Headlamp
04:03
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3. |
The Cup
05:52
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Another night at The Cup.
You know that I hate it,
Dionysian pleasure,
when I'm looking for heaven.
I cut off my ear for you babe,
but just if you wanted it.
All the ways that I'm showin',
but how do I know that you feel it?
How do I know that this is real?
Another Night in the city,
don't know if I'm stayin',
a world of endless sensation,
so long as you can pay for it.
I see them flock in the corner,
the fun's such a spectacle.
I see there smiles in the flash,
till we're all in the dark again.
How do I know this is real?
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4. |
Moonlight on the Hill
04:56
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I keep jumping
back and forth,
behind the wheel
of this great thing.
Swerving all around
but am I in control?
Shut my eyes and
go down to my inner world.
And I called to you,
could you find me?
Tears drippin down,
behind my shades.
As I'm coming down,
in the morning.
Could a day dream
have me changed?
Have I changed?
Scared to leave again
when my thoughts are so loud.
The radio is broke
so I listen to myself.
Gather images
like the moonlight on the hill.
Take them with my
down into my inner world.
And I called to you,
could you find me?
Tears drippin down,
behind my shades.
As I'm driving back,
in the morning.
Could a day dream
have me changed?
Have I changed?
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5. |
Spins
04:50
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I saw the door
and stepped in.
I'm part of the world
just looking.
When I'm standing still,
well, so does it,
when I move my eyes
It spins,
it spins
it spins,
it spins.
When I pull away,
there hangs a string,
twirling light inside the wind.
When I pull from your face,
there hangs a string.
Is it yours or mine?
It is yours or mine?
I found a love,
just fell right in.
Feels like a light
shooting from my head.
You bring the dark,
it can come right in.
You bring the dark,
and I'll pierce it.
I'll pierce it.
I'll pierce it.
I'll pierce it.
I pierce it.
When I pull away,
can you see the string,
floating round inside the wind?
When I pull from our face,
can you see the string?
Is it yours or mine?
It is yours or mine?
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6. |
Unspeakable
04:07
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Take off our clothes
and crawl into the bed.
What good is speaking?
The strangeness of words,
how I need a metaphor
to ever get at anything.
You've been straddling the chasms in my mind.
Dip a toe into the dark and walk off in the night.
It's all right.
It's all right.
In a hall of mirrors
and there stand a thousand selves,
shifting as I walk ahead.
And how could you find out
which one of them is me,
Just from all the things I've said?
It's so unspeakable,
like landscapes in the mist.
Turn your eyes away
and watch it float off in the wind.
It
just
is.
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7. |
Ravenous
03:10
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I am ravenous for your touch.
Like a dog that's been eating too much.
I need your kisses all on my tongue.
I steal them when I think no one's looking.
Follow close behind on the way to town,
and your tail lights are two huge eyes.
Reaching up past the infinite sky,
reaching out past the infinite night.
It's so warm.
It's so warm.
It's so warm.
So warm.
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8. |
Clouded with Emotion
06:12
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When I look at you,
just staring through myself--
so clouded with emotion.
Do you wanna change the channel
just watch it from above?
We could float through every window.
See it all.
When I see the sun twisting
out before the clouds
I just wish I was a painter.
As I'm driving past
Oh, has it already slipped?
It just stretches out forever.
See it all.
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9. |
Tenderest Strings
04:31
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Leaving the city
cause it doesn't
have anything for me.
Thought I could get away,
but you grabbed me
by the tenderest strings.
I'm coming down to see you.
I see you.
I've been gambling
my time.
With the lord
at my back.
When will she crack?
And I'll be frozen there,
open handed on casino carpets.
Eyes dripping out onto the floor.
And I'll be blind.
When I'm alone,
I must be blind.
When I'm alone,
I must be blind.
When I'm alone,
tell me I'm blind.
When I'm alone,
I must be blind.
When I'm alone,
tell me I'm blind.
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10. |
Endless List
03:44
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Got an endless list of things to do.
At the top of my list, is kissing you,
Number two, I think of you.
Number two, when you go, I think of you.
Got an endless list of things I need to see.
At top of that list, are the eyes of my baby,
where I see the sun's reflection.
Yeah, I see the sun's reflection.
Thought I saw an angel in the water,
turns out it was just my love standing out there.
Rings of light around her light.
That's how I will see it all the time.
Staying on the earth so I see my baby.
Sometimes I'm convinces she thinks I've gone crazy.
I'm still convinced that she's the one.
When the day is through, I'm sure,
my love's the only good thing that I've done.
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